I was wearing my spotty woolly tights, my warm 'burlap sack' multicoloured, striped big jumper, purple wellies and my hobbit cape.
Happy and filled with buying-the-perfect-gift promise i walked along the highstreet.
And there you were, in my peripheral vision. Well i think it was you. Standing alone in the cold, smoking.
I hesitated. It took me half a second to kick the proverbial cute big-eyed gift puppy into the gutter.
I walked away. It took me about 10 seconds to regret it. Too late, I can't walk back.
At least i got gifts for my dad and brother. Shit, i forgot the chocolates. Oh fuck. *Double face palm*
There is something wrong with me.
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